The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Titank, Tus, your request has been approved."

"Thank you, Lord Oryx."

"You're welcome. You've passed the inspection and meet the standards."

After nearly three hours of approval and several inspections, the two people who wanted to verify the revelation of the Holy Light finally obtained permission to go out.

Because of the special nature of the Knights of the Atonement, Oryx felt a great sense of responsibility and had to confirm it repeatedly.

After confirming several times that the two people in front of him did not have any special problems, everything was normal for the time being.

He finally took out a small red seal from the storage box, stamped it on the couple's request book, and let them go.

After all, the two people in front of them were the first members to request to go out after the formation of the Knights.

Since my father has confirmed that there is no problem, then there should be no problem. I am probably overthinking it and I should reflect on myself.

"Take it. If someone tries to stop you, you should know what to do."

"Yes, Lord Oryx."

He bowed and took the red-white request book, responded softly to Ti Tank and Tusi, then turned and left towards the exit of the military camp.

Watching their backs as they left, Oryx handed over the military affairs to his father Titus, the real manager of the Knights Templar, then quickly disguised himself and left the barracks alone.

No matter what the result was, he felt that he needed to go along. It was his first time encountering such a situation, so it was best to treat it with caution.

However, just a few steps out of the barracks, Oryx met Tyran, who was carrying lunch for the Knights with ten cooks.

"Oryx, what happened?"

He saw his friend lying behind a pillar in a mysterious manner, staring at someone.

Holding a big bucket of donuts of different flavors, Tailan felt very confused. Lunch time is almost here, why are you going out?

"Lunch is here, how about we go eat first and then study?"

"Taylan, I have made a major discovery."

"My friend, would you like to join me?"

Oryx had no other feelings when his outfit was exposed by an acquaintance. He just stretched out his right hand and extended an invitation to Tailan.

It was a rare opportunity to encounter such a good thing, and he thought that his friends should not be absent. One more person meant more strength.

"Of course I can, but I still have a mission to do."

Looking at the big bucket of donuts in his hand and then at the big bucket of cream on his back, Tailan made up his mind.

I don't want to refuse your request, but filling everyone's stomach is more important.

As the deputy commander, I still have a lot to learn, and I cannot let my parents and His Royal Highness down.

"Oryx, help us carry the things in first."

"We have plenty of time, if that's enough."

"No problem, let's go."

Oryx helped Tailan deliver the donuts to the cafeteria. Then, they aimed in one direction and ran out quickly. They had wasted four minutes, so they had to speed up.

As soon as they went out, the two thought that Ti Tank and Tusi had gone far away, but they saw them carrying a bag of flour and a basket of fruits just leaving the vendor's stall, less than 500 meters away from the two people who ran out in a hurry.

"Oh, my friend, Oryx Rivendell."

"I guess we still have a long time left, so let's eat some donuts first."

Taking out a donut from the small bag of donuts he had taken with him, Tailan solemnly entrusted it to Oryx.

You think too much and put too much pressure on yourself. There is really no need to be so anxious.

Holy Light tells us that we should remain calm and composed in the face of difficulties and never be impatient.

"Alas, I was wrong."

"Give me more, Taelan Fordring."

Taking the raspberry-flavored donut and taking a bite, Oryx faced the reality.

This lesson taught him that he should not think too much about some things, and the most important thing is to be a qualified "Paladin" like Tailan.

Holy Light, is this the reason why I have never been able to defeat Tailan?

"Can one person be full? Absolutely not."

"I should have enough donuts with me. Just keep up."

Taking a step back to avoid his friend's rude predatory behavior, Tailan took out another one and walked forward quietly.

It’s all my fault for acting too honest in normal times. They have already forgotten what I was like in the past.

When the two of them followed closely and transformed into Holy Light Thieves, following behind Titank and Tus.

An older soldier who was tracking them turned around, looked at the fried pork elbow in his hand, bit off a large piece of meat and swallowed it.

"Oryx, you underestimated Tyran."

"Taran, your year as lord has indeed not been in vain."

"As a commander, he did not participate in daily work and actually left his post without permission."

After finishing a pork elbow in a few bites, Titus looked deep in the eyes and displayed his profound stealth skills, following closely behind Oryx.

If Prince Arthas had not said so beforehand and the Knights' schedule had not become a regular one, I would not have cared about you.

And you, brat, the nominal leader and commander, just left without saying anything. Do you really think I have no temper?

In a sparsely populated area of ​​the Knights of Redemption's cafeteria, old man Minel Soth and Jones, who was over fifty years old, came here.

"Jones Floss, Lord Titus said so."

"Today's afternoon knight training class has been temporarily changed to an ideological education class."

Holding a plate of buttered cabbage and pinching a piece of buttered bread, Minnell turned to Lord Jones and told him what had happened.

As a "teacher" of thought, Minel was entrusted by Baron Rivendell to come to him for help.

"Please tell others about this, thank you."

"Mr. Minel, you have nothing to worry about."

"Everyone is very enthusiastic about the education class. I will find time to talk to you all later."

Upon hearing such good news, Jones finished the tomato beef sandwich in two bites and patted his chest to assure Minnell in front of him.

Since following the guidance of the Holy Light and accepting the so-called training, Jones, like many people, has been eager to rest for a while.

Putting aside meal times, his day was fully arranged from morning to night.

Although he was not as miserable as the "people" he once ruled, he still felt uncomfortable when it was his turn and he did not have "enough" entertainment and leisure time.

The will to pursue freedom in his mind was almost wiped out. If it weren't for the recent reading and study classes, he didn't know how long he could have held on.

Jones felt extremely conflicted, knowing that he was being brainwashed, but his faith told him that this was not the case.

So, he followed his inner choice, listened first and practiced first, and the Holy Light and time would prove everything.

After less than a week of training, he felt that his mind had suddenly become more open. Being killed with a knife was better than being a slave.

However, the supreme holy light does not allow them to commit suicide, at least their will to survive does not allow them to commit suicide.

"Is that so? That's great!"

"It turns out that you and I think exactly the same. I feel relieved now."

Less than three days after the course began in Alsace, everyone’s enthusiasm for the education course was so intense that Minel was deeply moved.

As an old man, even though he had obtained the supreme power of holy light and could recover from his injuries, it was difficult to recover from the mental torture.

From reporting in yesterday to accompanying them in practicing knightly skills for the entire afternoon yesterday and the entire morning this day, Miner only felt backache and was unable to adapt.

It wasn't this hard when I first joined the army for training. Perhaps only emergencies such as escaping and forced marches could be comparable to this.

If the food in the cafeteria wasn't so good and the "teacher" training wasn't there to lighten the workload, Minel estimated that he might not be able to hold out until the sun rose five days later.

However, seeing with his own eyes the suffering of these nobles who had once oppressed him, he couldn't help but feel happy and even sympathetic, as if they were sharing the same fate.

"I am sincerely glad of it, Mr. Miner-Sauce."

"May we live in harmony in the future, Lord Jones-Floss."

"By the Holy Light, it's all right, my friend."

"The Light is with us, my friend."

Witnessed by the holy light, the two people who thus became “best friends” held each other’s outstretched right hands and began to enjoy today’s nutritious lunch.

Turning the camera to Kul Tiras, Stormsong Valley, and Temple of the Storm, a wave shape of the ocean replaced the once hideous and terrifying giant octopus.

In this magical world, this may be a symbol that this land belongs to the sea. The faith of most Kul Tiran people belongs to the sea, not N'Zoth.

"Jaina, how on earth did you do that?"

"If there is such a good thing, can you tell me in advance in the future?"

Sitting on a garden bench in the Stormsong Manor, Arthas nudged Jaina next to him and asked her for advice in a low voice.

He thought it was a bit too far-fetched that Neptulon was summoned by Jaina with the help of a scroll.

(Leptulon, Neptulon... we have to change positions)

They are completely different from me. I am experiencing my strength while others are summoning teammates.

The style of painting is indeed a little different, and he also wants to use scrolls.

"Before we discuss this, how did you become so strong?"

"Except for a few occasions, I seem to have been able to only play as a spectator and be an excellent support player."

"Arthas, can you tell me more about this?"

While rubbing her daughter who was at odds with her, Jaina moved closer to Arthas, raised her hand to stroke his cheek, put her pretty face close to his ear, breathed sweetly, and asked softly.

Although it is very comfortable not to fight with our own hands, but we are in this kind of relationship now, can we please stop hiding it.

I seriously suspect that while I was getting rewards like knowledge and scrolls, you must have hidden a lot of them as well.

Some of the things I have were given by you. You can't really have nothing to hide.

"I also want this kind of power without side effects, so that I can better protect myself."

"I have only experienced your charity a few times, and it is not enough."

"Haha, I have something to tell you."

Reaching out his right hand and grabbing the hand of the witch who was trying to control him, Arthas held his wife and children in his arms.

After slapping his disobedient daughter on the butt, he looked into Jaina's eyes lovingly, pulled up her soft, boneless left hand, and kissed it gently.

"I really didn't hide anything. You should know my background."

"Jaina, the biggest difference between us is that my stuff is a little stronger than yours, but not much."

"Sometimes, what I want most is actually yours..."

"Arthas, is my thing really that good?"

"I swear to you, I really think yours is better than mine."

Seeing his wife still looking unconvinced, Arthas stretched out his left hand to hold Christina down and sighed softly.

Can remembering things from the previous life in your mind be compared to looking up background information and looking at a map anytime and anywhere?

Not even close, even though I kept making notes in the private channel's notepad whenever I had time, but I still wanted the map.

"I" am a person with poor sense of direction. Even though I'm here, I still can't change my old habit of taking out my mobile phone to look at the electronic map.

"Well, at least you do belong to me."

"You said it, so I won't be polite."

"No, Mom and Dad."

"What is that thing you're talking about? Christina doesn't understand."

Taking the opportunity to escape from the clutches of the devil, Christina used the force to stand up and single-handedly stopped her parents from doing good deeds.

Can we explain it more clearly and make it easy to understand? Wouldn’t it be better to explain it more clearly?

We were clearly talking about a crucial moment before, so you'd better stop beating around the bush and continue with the previous topic!

I still don’t understand your time travel!

"Christina, you are so brave."

Catching the little brat in front of him, Arthas pushed her down again and slapped her hard on the butt.

The little brat who was hit hard by the blow flattened his mouth and pouted his face, just looking at his kind father with stubbornness on his face.

The good thing about this intelligent baby is that she doesn't cry easily and she has a strong self-esteem and will never bow her head and admit defeat.

With no one else around, she couldn't use her ultimate weapon.

"All you can do is..."

"You are still young, wait until you grow up."

Arthas gently touched his daughter's head and responded softly, conjuring up a cup of slightly chilled yogurt out of thin air and stuffing it into his bewildered daughter's hands.

What do you want to know? We won't tell you that.

You have no leader and are weak, so you blame me?

You and both of them are free to choose whether to leave with us, which is far beyond your peers.

At least, as far as I know, Anduin, who is of your generation, does not receive the same treatment as you.

When I was young, I didn’t have as much freedom as you do. It was like this everywhere. The expectations were too high.

"Be good, you have to be obedient, Daddy won't hurt you."

"If you are malnourished, you won't grow tall."

Seeing that Christina was about to speak, the loving father shook the yogurt with a small straw, then applied a little force and controlled the flow of milk to block her mouth.

So, please shut up and drink your milk, that's it.

"Honey, let's get down to business."

When Christina heard what Alsace said, she twitched her ears.

Yes, let me say it quickly, my suffering has paid off.

"No, it's time for someone else to take care of the baby. I want to take her over."

"Christina, let's go. Mommy will let you ride the flying carpet."

"Yeah! (?°3°)-?"

Pushing the inconspicuous man away with the ring finger of her left hand, Jaina took out a light green anchor blanket from the ring on the ring finger of her right hand, put her expectant daughter on it, and then used her index finger to inject magic into it.

So, Christina's mother put a small sailor hat on her little witch, left Arthas behind, and slowly walked away.

"Christina, my little darling."

"Be good! Mommy will take you to see grandma, okay?"

"Yeah! Huhu! (?＞?＜?）"

Christina, who was out of her loving father's control and was taken away from the sea of ​​suffering by her mother, could not help but speed up the speed of sucking yogurt.

If you don't talk about business, I would rather stay with my mother-in-law. I don't want to see Arthas at all. Mom is the best and she understands me.

Seeing her daughter's excitement, Gianna took out a glass of sweet milk and placed it on Christina's flying carpet.

My dear daughter, your grandmothers must miss you, so go over there and stay well.

I haven't been here for a long time. I want to take a good look to see if there are any changes.